My Hill of Beans

Ski clear into morning

We could just picture it — my limp and having to explain it was from a skiing accident. Where were you skiing? In my kitchen. Frighteningly enough, people who know me well would hardly bat an eye at this.
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Stupid Hand Trick

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Space to Write

There's an Art Gallery upstairs from Thyme and Again Catering? Who knew? Exposure Gallery currently has a photography show by Karen Flanagan McCarthy.

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Caught on Camera

After slipping outside for a quick shot in the gathering dusk, I hear at the screen door, "Brian!, Pearl's being weird again".

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Pacing

Kaftan and sun.

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Masculinity

A morning with the sports pages. Ah, the Senators beat the Rangers. Missed that game.

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Quick shot

before we toddle off to next separate destinations

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Shoving off Yesterday's Rest

Rolling up into today
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Writers Retreat

Those of us who made it up for the 3-day writing retreat at Doubleboogie. What a rejuvenating time: reading, discussing, writing and making books one page at a time. Most of us tried out hands at accordion books. A flutter book is from a single sheet of paper with folds and cuts, variants of accordion-style such as this on p. 13 of the pdf.

Myself, Brian, Terry, Elena, Sheila and Claudia.

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I'm a morning tea pot

Topped with hot cocoa.

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Great Place to Lodge

Call me the stopped bullet.

A spectacular cabin with even a gas fireplace in the room. Doublebogie. I don't want to leave again!

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lil boy beeper

go tweet your alarm. doing laundry is an interruption to reading or is that visa versa?

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the cross of sun

bears no weight. spring equinox comes.

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Thyme in Hand

The Carleton University Greenhouses are open year round to the public (9:30-4:30 with an hour closure at lunch.) There are 1000 plants. Here's some thyme in hand.

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Between the Boards

4th concept for the day's photo and the best of the worst of the lot. the air smells smoky from the area fire and I'm tired.

Do enough public photography and I'll grow impervious to people presuming me conspicuously strange, right?


Outtake

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Groceries

Forbidden black rice and crispy deep fried green beans, now not only available in Toronto. Whee for Market Organics.

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Identification: Retrospective

Twenty years, almost, in photo i.d. (The big image isn't official i.d. In the latest, no glasses and no smiles allowed.)

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A short sleeves snowball kind of day

With bunnies abounding!

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KaDo group

Our haiku group did a reading at versefest.
Mike, Heather, Sheila, Margot, Terry, Claudia, Grant, Betty, Elena, Guy, Pearl

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Tim-ber

Light sensitivity headache, brain blur and a crash. Throat, sinuses, vertigo, and oh, to have the size: power ratio of a cold germ.

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Showcases of Ideas

hyf the gypsy sun and Marcus McCann ideas duelling in the head at versefest of a war within and without: of lines of engagement of rules of society of defining and navigating ownership and identity.

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Checking in

with email before bed. another midnight night.

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Keyboard Toes

All my the blood running in my head and none left for extremities. Purple popsicle toes come from thinking in one posture at the keyboard for those few hours it takes to complete one thought.

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A Birthday Bee

With textures from textures for layers of kaleidoscope sky and ruby blossom's flower pots.

version 1:


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Messy cooks have more fun

making sticky buns. recipe coming to food blog...sticky bun recipe blog post here.

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Motley Crew

Rod, me in poetry goggles, Papa Steve and Sean at Dusty Owl

(Man, I look short!)

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In the Drizzling Wetlands

(A fast shot because I wussed out in the damp.)
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Should be careful

Eating cashews, remembering...you are what you eat. Ah, nuts.

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A Celebratory Meal

a celebratory meals and the chef's mocktail of the day at ZenKitchen, 634 Somerset between Bronson and Percy. Amazing food. Yes, that is how one cooks.

A post on the meal.

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my homemade chaos butterflies

one perched to flutter, one more about to fly off into the world.

(another manuscript was accepted and getting its wings dried to fly.)

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(with a texture by Neighya)

A stripe of sun

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